Put this shit on and I fuck it up, ayy I put you on, you can´t fuck it up, ayy I´m on the run if I catch me a case That bitch broke, I spit in her face One pair of jeans cost me 2K Go the solo lane ´cause I don´t go on no dates Bring me the pills and I land in the A All of my diamonds gon´ jump out the face Back to the street shit, street shit, ayy Headshot, sneak diss, sneak diss, ayy That four-five got a kick, okay? Want Chanel? Suck dick, okay? You in Chiraq but you be in the way I catch niggas tryna ride my wave Know a nigga left, but he wished he stayed 30K for a show, I hit that stage Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Bitch I don´t pay for no lashes, ayy Bitch gotta wait on her taxes, ayy X pills, we don´t like acid, ayy That´s okay
[Booka600] Bitch wanna lay up, she get slayed Amiri jeans hang off my waist Walk in on a bitch, lil´ bitch, she bae Snort a lil´ coke, lil´ bitch, she brave Glock with a switch, it touch your fade Last bitch gave me head was laced So she can´t tell me she late Twenty on a chain, that shit look brazy
[King Von] Give her Plan B, I planned it, uh Pull up right now, no panics, uh Opps say, "King Von, can´t stand him," what? Body count so ugly, still handsome, uh Don´t bop my chain, we dancin´, uh Won´t talk, my niggas be blastin´, uh Walked in, spent twenty in fashion, what? How the fuck I make it in rappin´? Uh Don´t know you, boy, you cappin´, uh The opps outside, they lackin´, what? Steve, where you at? I need traffic, huh
50K stuffed in my mattress, uh Ever see a nigga do a backflip? Uh Don´t want to, duck when this MAC spit, uh Semis and glizzys (Huh?) 19 with the fifties (What? Huh?) Hellcat with the hemis (Huh? Huh?) Ain´t go to sleep, we at Denny´s, uh I got a problem, don´t tempt me (What?) Won´t stop ´til the Glock is empty, ayy